From being plagued by all kinds of diseases to becoming a powerful martial arts demon god!

Chapter 75 Battle

After two weeks of arduous practice.

Jiang Heng has already crossed the thresholds of minor success, major success and peak of "Three Forms of the Broken Ape", with a proficiency of 91%, and is only 9% away from the perfect state.

It will probably only take one or two more practice sessions to completely elevate this martial art to its perfect state.

As for the development progress of bone potential, it has also increased to 54%, and the overall energy in the body has become more than twice as strong.

Furthermore, after undergoing the baptism of such highly difficult professional-level martial arts.

Jiang Heng could clearly sense that his understanding of martial arts had reached a new level, and he was only one step away from entering a new realm.

Perhaps by then, he will be able to discover the shortcomings of the Vajra series, innovate, and push the Vajra series of martial arts to an even more powerful level.

Jiang Heng snapped out of his reverie, stood in the center of the martial arts room, and casually took off his Martial Security Bureau uniform, revealing a muscular physique that looked like it was carved from jade.

He stood still and then adjusted his breathing.

The third-tier Blood Burning technique was rapidly activated, and the external flames flowed into the body through five points: the crown of the head, both palms, and both knees. At the same time, the bio-energy of the body's cells was also mobilized, quickly transforming into thick streams of energy that merged with the external flames.

Given time, the invisible and colorless aura was instantly tinged with crimson, as if transforming into a phantom crimson python that emerged from the body and coiled around it.

The air above was filled with a sense of aura, as if flames were burning fiercely, and the intense red light illuminated the surroundings. The air itself seemed to be distorted, and the extremely high temperature quickly engulfed the entire martial arts room.

With such a presentation, if it were in ancient times, it might have truly been hailed as a deity.

With a thought, Jiang Heng stomped his left foot on the ground and suddenly lunged forward three feet, his knees turned outward like an ape crouching on an ancient pine tree, his ten fingers forming claws that tore through the void.

Dozens of Qi circulation pathways intersect and spread within the body simultaneously.

His fists and claws moved like lightning, carrying a fiery aura, and were unleashed in an instant, directly crushing the air in his hands!

A fierce wind howled, and a wave of heat swept through the entire martial arts room.

Jiang Heng withdrew his hand and nodded in satisfaction. What he had used was the second move of the Crippled Ape: Crying Blood and Plucking the Moon.

"I wonder what level my current strength can reach in the third level of physical body cultivation—"

Jiang Heng muttered to himself, then dissipated the flames that had formed from the aura around him, walked to the side, picked up his phone, and glanced at the time.

It was 1 p.m., almost time for the Wu'an Bureau to take action.

He then pushed open the door of the martial arts room and walked towards the Martial Security Bureau.

2:30 p.m.

Wutong Street, north of Yuquan District.

At this time, the Wu'an Bureau had completely wiped out the Hongmen forces in the western, southwestern, and southeastern regions.

The north side will also be thoroughly cleaned soon.

As a result, the strength of the Hongmen in Yuquan District has been reduced by more than half, and its complete annihilation is probably only a matter of time.

Jiang Heng sat in a military SUV, and at that moment, the communicator was connected to several security groups.

"Group Two reports."

"Everything is normal. Most of the Hongmen members in the current area have evacuated, with only a few unimportant disciples remaining."

Jiang Heng nodded slightly and then contacted several nearby groups that were under his command.

After confirming that everything was normal, he finally contacted the fourth group of the third detachment.

"Old Lu, is everything alright on your end?" Jiang Heng asked.

"There's no one here, it's all empty, they've all run away."

Lu Zehai's voice came through the communicator, sounding somewhat frustrated.

If no one is around, it means there are no merit points to be earned, and his accumulated merit points are still several thousand short of 50,000.

"Hehe, don't rush. After we finish sweeping the north, we'll sweep east. We should be able to find people there. The remaining forces of the Hongmen are probably mainly concentrated in that area."

"Yes, I know—"

Lü Zehai's tone was somewhat low.

Jiang Heng, upon hearing this, said with some surprise, "Why do I feel that you seem a bit listless? How can someone at the peak of the second level get sick?"

"Is it really that bad?"

Before Lü Zehai could reply, Chen Yao, one of his team members, covered her mouth and laughed:

"The team leader is frustrated. He sees that you've already been promoted to the rank of squad leader, while he hasn't even broken through to the third level of physical strength yet. He's been sighing all day long these past few days."

Lu Zehai felt a little embarrassed and lightly slapped Chen Yao on the back of the head, feeling somewhat helpless.

It's quite a strange feeling to have a former subordinate suddenly become your boss.

Jiang Heng smiled and casually joked:

"I see. Old Lu, how long until you reach level three in physical body? It should be soon, don't let me leave you too far behind."

Lu Zehai's face darkened: "Heh, just you wait and see. Once I reach level three, I'll definitely be able to crush you."

The breathing method he practiced was called the Hundred Elephant Series Breathing Method, which was not particularly noticeable at the first and second levels.

Once they reach level three, they can begin to display the power of a hundred images, and their strength far surpasses that of martial artists of the same level. In just one or two months, they can gain a firm foothold in the third level of physical body and be no weaker than others.

In fact, before Jiang Heng arrived, Jiang Yunliang's original plan was to wait for Lü Zehai to advance to the third level of physical body, so that there would be four martial artists with the third level of physical body in the bureau, and then they could take action against Hongmen.

Jiang Heng's arrival disrupted this plan, causing the conflict between the Wu'an Bureau and the Hongmen to erupt prematurely.

Upon hearing Lü Zehai's words, Jiang Heng was about to say something with a smile.

Sudden.

An emergency message was inserted into the vehicle's communication device.

"Urgent notification: Pang Long, accompanied by several Hongmen Red Sticks, has appeared in the southwest region and is attacking the First Detachment. All nearby Martial Security Bureau members are requested to provide support!"

"Urgent notice!" Pang Long, accompanied by several members of the Hongmen Red Pole gang, caused Jiang Heng's expression to change slightly.

Has the Stone Buddha Pang Long appeared?

He immediately got up and headed to the southwest region.

At that moment, a furious roar suddenly rang out from the communicator in his hand.

"Enemy attack!"

Immediately following was a loud, booming sound.

Jiang Heng was slightly taken aback, but then immediately understood.

Hongmen split into two groups, attacking not only the southwest but also Lü Zehai's fourth group from the north!

There were no questions asked, nor was there any hesitation.

Jiang Heng quickly opened the car door, his figure transforming into an arrow shot from a bow, hurtling towards Lü Zehai.

Regardless of the distance, considering the care Lü Zehai had given Jiang Heng when he was still at the first or second level of physical cultivation, it was impossible for him to abandon him and go to the southwest to provide support.

Guanbei Street is located three kilometers away from Wutong Street.

Inside a three-story Hongmen Foot Bath Center.

A thick wall of the building was cleaved in two by a cold blade, then crashed down with a deafening roar, filling the air with dust.

Chen Yao was pulled behind Lü Zehai and fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, Lü Zehai stood in front of her, his body seemingly coated with a layer of bronze light, fully unleashing the martial art "Bronze Buddha Body", like a bronze Arhat.

However, the robe on the front of this Arhat's body had been torn open with a large gash, and a deep wound that revealed the bone had turned into the flesh.

Fresh blood seeped out.

Lu Zehai's face was ferocious as he stared intently at a figure in black standing behind the broken wall.

The black trench coat almost reached his heels. The figure was thin and straight, with triangular eyes, a hooked nose, and a goatee. He looked to be in his early thirties, holding a dark alloy blade in his hand, his face expressionless.

The cold and ominous atmosphere of the room surged towards Lü Zehai like a tide.

The Wu'an Bureau already had a portrait of this person in its internal intelligence.

This person is Youying Dingyan, one of the three Level 3 Red Sticks from Hongmen in Yuquan District!

"Walk!"

Lu Zehai gave a low shout, and Fang Hai behind him suddenly reacted, grabbed Chen Yao, and turned to flee.

Ding Yan, on the other hand, seemed unhurried. Instead, he took a step back and patiently waited for the smoke and debris from the collapsed wall in front of him to dissipate.

His target was Lü Zehai, the leader of the fourth group of the third detachment, who was standing in front of him.

As for the other small fry, it doesn't matter if they get away.

Over the past ten days, the remaining six members of the Hongmen gang in Yuquan District have all digested the modified bone-corroding virus drug in their bodies.

Although his bone marrow was infected by the bone-corroding virus, losing the possibility of breaking through to the fourth level of physical body in the future, his strength increased dramatically in a short period of time, far exceeding his strength half a month ago.

With preparations complete, Hongmen is now ready to strike against the Wu'an Bureau.

With the help of the Bone-Corroding Virus drug, Shi Fo Pang Long and his remaining five Red Sticks, who had broken through to the pseudo-level three, were causing trouble in the southwest, attracting the attention of most of the Wu An Bureau members.

Meanwhile, Ding Yan and Mo San Niang went to the north to eliminate the Wu'an Bureau's remaining forces.

The primary target was Lü Zehai.

This is the team leader in the Wu'an Bureau who is closest to the third level of physical body cultivation, and he is very likely to become the fifth person in Yuquan District to reach the third level of physical body cultivation.

Therefore, this person must be killed.

Mo Sanniang had already gone to stop Jiang Heng, the captain of the fourth detachment, while her current mission was to kill Lü Zehai.

Afterwards, they went to meet up with Mo Sanniang and together they killed Jiang Heng.

The smoke and pebbles gradually dissipated.

Ding Yan stepped over the rubble without getting a speck of dust on him, then entered the second-floor hall without uttering a word.

A cold, dark golden aura flowed into the blade in my hand.

He was about to slash at Lü Zehai with his sword.

Lu Zehai retreated rapidly, but he couldn't dodge the speed of the blade.

The difference in strength between a level two physical body and a level three physical body is too great. Youying Dingyan is far beyond what he, who has not yet reached level three, can contend with.

Lu Zehai's pupils contracted sharply as he watched the blade slice through the air, rapidly magnifying before his eyes.

The next moment.

Boom! The wall beside him shattered with a crash, and a muscular figure suddenly flashed in the corner of his eye.

The aura clinging to my body felt like flames burning, and a faint, illusory crimson python seemed to be coiling around me.

It was truly like a god descending to earth. He twisted and spun in mid-air, then suddenly kicked out a leg that struck Youying Dingyan's side!

"Boom!"

A violent force erupted from his right leg, causing Youying Dingyan's expression to change drastically. His body flew horizontally, smashing through several walls on the second floor of the foot massage parlor before disappearing without a trace.

Lu Zehai stared blankly, the figure before him both familiar and unfamiliar, radiating an oppressive aura of raging flames. "Jiang Heng, you—"

"Old Lu, are you alright?" Jiang Heng turned around and glanced at him.

Lu Zehai realized what was happening and shook his head: "It's nothing."

Jiang Heng responded without asking any further questions, and leaped up, heading towards Youying Dingyan, who had already rushed out of the foot massage parlor.

At this moment, Ding Yan was blasted more than 100 meters away by Jiang Heng's kick, and his whole body was embedded heavily in another building across the street.

He suddenly pulled himself out, his trench coat torn to shreds at his waist, and his skin and flesh were scorched and blurred by the fiery aura.

Despite the excruciating pain, Ding Yan roared, "Mo Sanniang, what are you doing?"

Mo San Niang's mission was to stop Jiang Heng from coming to provide support, but only a short time had passed before Jiang Heng arrived.

Is this woman a complete idiot? She can't even hold on for a little while!

Ding Yan cursed inwardly.

At this moment, Mo Sanniang appeared at the back of the street, dressed in red gauze, her face cold as she said:

"That kid is too fast. He caught up with you before I even got there."

Ding Yan glanced at Mo San Niang with a gloomy look:

"Never mind, it's all the same. Let's kill Jiang Heng first, and then kill Lü Zehai—"

Before Ding Yan could finish speaking...

Jiang Heng stepped out from the second floor of the foot massage parlor, looking down at the two people in front of him with a blank expression.

His uniform was burned by the high temperature, revealing his muscular physique of nearly two meters tall.

The muscle-like structure resembled a jade carving, with flames surging behind it and a crimson python formed from its aura coiling around it.

The terrifying, overwhelming power, like a wildfire, made Ding Yan and Mo San Niang on the other side feel a sudden tightness in their hearts.

The atmosphere on the street suddenly plummeted to freezing point, and a major battle was about to break out.